Regardless of how well you think you know him, Ozzy Osbourne has a remarkable sense of humor and pretty spot-on view of how the world sees him.
For more than 350 pages, the Prince of Darkness opens up about his childhood, his rocky relationships, his addictions, his arrests and friendships, and is still realistic enough to end the memoir with the following phrase:
“Ozzy Osbourne, Born 1948. Died, whenever. He bit the head off a bat.”
And rest assured, he does go into detail about the time he bit the head off a live bat onstage (what he can remember of it anyway), as well as biting the head off a dove (in his defense he was trying to make an impression on his new record label… and he did make an impression).
To be honest though, those stories have been covered ad nausea in previous books and articles. It’s the candid Ozzy that speaks about his first marriage, his role as a piss poor father and his relationship with his money-obsessed mother that are the real revelations.
“I Am Ozzy” has just enough salacious details to satisfy the curious (like the letter the Osbornes received from Bill Cosby who thought their MTV show was a bad influence) and enough honest confessions to satisfy those who have never banged their heads.